The Ace Bigshot Becomes A Farmgirl - Chapter 703

Chapter 703: Chapter 703: Is This… Brother Wang? Chapter 703: Chapter 703: Is This… Brother Wang? Shu Yu hadn’t expected to not even have to ask, and Wang Changdong had already made things convenient for her.

She expressed her thanks, “Alright, then I won’t be polite.”

“Why be polite with me? If you encounter any issues in the future, just speak to Brother Wang. Whatever I can help with, I guarantee it’ll be done perfectly.”

Shu Yu almost choked on her noodle soup–was she already calling him Brother Wang?

In the midst of their conversation, Aunt Fang brought over Wang Changdong’s noodles and set them down before asking Shu Yu, “How’s the taste? I’ve only recently come to the Manor, and I’m not quite sure about what the stewards prefer. If there’s anything not to your liking, you must tell me in advance.”

“Aunt Fang, you’re too modest–the flavor is superb. It’s a stroke of luck that Aunt Fang moved to the kitchen, or else I wouldn’t have had the chance to eat such delicious noodles.”

Aunt Fang was almost embarrassed by the praise, “This job I have is also thanks to your family’s fortune. If it weren’t for your family going up the mountain to hunt the tiger and taking Xiyue along, allowing her to share in the limelight, her father and I wouldn’t have received this reward.”

That was the official story, but Fang Family’s parents were aware that their chance meeting with the governor had come from a tip that Shu Yu had received in advance.

Although they didn’t know how she got the information, her willingness to give Xiyue a hand was considered a huge favor to their family.

Aunt Fang didn’t linger for long, nodding to the two of them and saying, “Then you two enjoy your meal. I’ll head back to the kitchen to work, and I’ll come back later to clear the dishes.”

Shu Yu quickly added, “Oh, Aunt Fang, in the future, I’ll only have breakfast at the Manor, no need to prepare my portion for lunch and dinner–I’ll eat at home.”

The old lady at home was now quite fond of cooking for her. When times were hard at home, they would have been content with just some coarse bread and pickles, to say nothing of experimenting with recipes.

Now was different. The old lady, with Shu Yu’s influence, had become generous with oil and seasonings, creating dishes that were truly savory and appetizing–tempting her beyond measure.

Especially after arriving in Righteous Dao Village, the old lady had little to do since she didn’t work in the fields or make rag dolls. She didn’t need to collect firewood anymore; Zhao Xi and Meng Yunzheng had already stacked a corner of the backyard with dry firewood, and the water cistern was always full.

Besides going to the river to do laundry and cook, she had a lot of free time on her hands. With nothing else to occupy her, she thought about improving their meals, determined to fatten Shu Yu up while they were in the exile area.

Knowing that Shu Yu could cook many dishes, she asked her to write down the recipes.

Although the old lady couldn’t read, they had Dahu at home. Now when it came time to cook, she had Dahu stand by with the recipe, reading the steps out to her.

If Shu Yu didn’t return home for meals, the old lady was surely going to be upset.

Hearing her request, Aunt Fang immediately agreed, “Alright, I’ll go to the kitchen and inform the head chef.”

Aunt Fang was in charge of the Manor’s breakfast because the head chef liked to take it easy and wake up late, but he took care of lunch and dinner, with her assisting.

Once Aunt Fang left, Wang Changdong looked up, “You’re saving money for the Manor.”

“Not really, I just want to spend more time with my family. They’ve traveled a long way to be with me, naturally, we need to spend more time together.”

Wang Changdong nodded, “That’s true.”

However, when she mentioned her family, Wang Changdong suddenly thought of the Shu family.

“That reminds me, someone from the Shu family came to me inquiring about Madam Hou and her daughter. It seems Madam Hou didn’t tell them about going to the courier station.”